Eyes bursting with anticipation <br />of metamorphosis, with the <br />temptation of apotheosis. <br /> <br /> <br />Curious, obsessed, so desperately <br />needful, burning with the worm <br />of denial. <br /> <br /> <br />They wrote in constant fevers, <br />uncountable reams upon reams <br />of verse describing maple trees <br />in the northern latitudes <br />turning scarlet in late November <br />rather than in mid-September, <br />as though this would magically <br />delay, if not eradicate, all death. <br /> <br /> <br />The result of this? <br />Look for yourself. <br /> <br /> <br />Built of fog and clouds, <br />hubris is scattered quite quickly <br />once it touches the earth.<br /><br />David Kowalczyk<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-ancient-poets/
